The Hustle Lyrics - Labcabincalifornia - Pharcyde

We gotta hustle y'all 

We gotta hustle 

Lookin' to advance in this world that's monopolized so I utilize 

Careful not to jeopardize on my chances 

Some niggas pack 17 to stack their advances 

I had a couple of homies that went to Kansas and Colorado 

I never been one to follow 

I'm a lone desperado on the come up who rather sum up 

Siskel gets paid to sit down with his thumb up 

Asshole, watch cash flow 

Take a downfall when your shit not on the ball 

Who you gonna call? 

Hustle, hustle, hustle, hustle 

First you see a flash and then you smell smoke 

Schmooche cat, controllin' the whole scene 

As my people choke, the hustle 

I want to be down and all off into it 

Like Russell Simmons, I like the women's 

The hers not the him, I pass l's to my bredren 

In my pocket stacks ends 

But I always find myself saying, please excuse me sir 

Place down your bottle 

I didn't mean to step upon your eypps throttle 

And get her overheated ready to be treated 

For the schmooche cat addiction affection 

To her state and being, I had her seeing triple visions 

Blue mountain tops and purple valley 

Wantin' to hang with her eypps in my alley 

Some do it illegal brothas just want more than their equal 

Tryin' not to get coated up in the evil, this goes out to all my 

Hustling people, just do it, do it, do it, do it, do it, do it 

Smokin' doja in the south central streets keep me noid 

Till I puff bomb ET just to fill the void 

And recollect the word of a vet once put me down 

With be about your paper mack and watch 

The folks you clown with, life's a hustle, have money, have heart 

My matrimony to this playa shit is death do us part 

And chasin' papes from the nine six to infin 

Blazin' endo stems, sippin' yack and straight hen 

Gettin' twisted out of shape like a pretzel 

Comin' wit' more cross over appeal 

That van exel and I hope to God that I don't go to serve no 

Cavi stressin' to maintain self preservation up in Cali 

My partners of mine are skyballin' out of control 

But I ain't feelin' that part of the game so 

Slow your roll and pump your brakes for goodness sakes 

I spot the fake the scandalous dulo one-time Popo and the Jakes 

Would love to ship my ass to foledad or maybe foesome 

But I recognize a trick-a-ration so I mob by my lonesome 

And see my status as a playa elevated as the hustler anthem 

For all the haters is regulated 

Some do it illegal brothers, just want more than their equal 

Tryin' not to get caught up in the evil, this goes out to all my 

Hustling people, just do it, do it, do it, do it, do it, do it 

You see back in the days crime pays 

But now rhyme pays, so I had to hustle in many ways 

Now let me break this down 

I used to pack pipes like Wesley Snipes 

And new jackin' like Nini Brown, puttin' suckas in fear 

Lettin' ya know big boy is the nigga in charge over here 

I'm buying new shoes and new clothes 

Give me one of them, two of these, aw fuck it 

Nigga give me three of those 

My homie Shaun Juan used to give me 5 for 1 

Back in the days that's how my hustlin' shit was done 

Then that game went astray fools droppin' dime 

Catchin' time and brothas gettin' blown away 

So suavecito my negrito put me with the pharcyde 

Tours and pours of Hennessy by the barside 

Makin' papes, makin' tapes, doin' dates 

All over the world in each and every state 

Now I'm on the other side of the tracks makin' tracks 

But still got fat backs and fat stacks 

Yo, Bootie Brown I guess I'm out 

Paper chase hustle that's what it be about 

Some do it illegal brothas just want more than their equal 

Tryin' not to get caught up in the evil, this goes out to all my 

Hustling people, just do it, do it, do it, do it, do it, do it